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Sunday, July 19, 2015

Day 98: When You Get to See Old Friends

We just got home from spending the whole day with old friends of mine. It was the first time we've seen them in just about two years and that was for just a couple of hours at a Ruby Tuesday on our way down to Florida.

In two years we've moved three times, including the big move from Seattle to Chicago. I've made a major shift in career from pastoral ministry to software sales. And of course The Boy was born and we await the arrival of The Girl. Meanwhile, my friends are established in Atlanta. My buddy is finishing going into his final year of medical residency and they just had their first kid 10 weeks ago. This was the first time we got to meet him and it's the first time they got to meet The Boy.

So. Much. Has. Changed.

And yet nothing has. If anything, there's a greater sweetness, a deeper friendship because there's more life and experience that we bring when we come together.

Consider those friends who you've made a lot of deposits with in the past. Have there been any recently? Perhaps today's the day to write a note, make a call, or visit to be reminded just how rich it is.